"I never expected Boss Lin’s roast chicken to taste this good, absolutely delicious. Now all I’m missing is a bottle of Wusu beer. Anyone want to join for a drink?"
HMPH. Curse that woman who led the group on a trip. Go ahead and run wild on the Hulun Great Grassland; we’ll enjoy the delicious food at ho. I bet the chefs over there can’t whip up a roast chicken on the fly.
No sooner had she posted this than Chen Yan uploaded a picture of Mr. Gao busying himself at the grill:
"Running into Mr. Gao ans good food is a given. Tonight’s bonfire party just doesn’t feel perfect without my good sisters."
TSK, TSK, TSK, not a word about food, yet that grill and the whole lamb trussed up on it tell us everything about tonight’s roasted lamb feast.
Roast lamb made by Mr. Gao?
TSK, TSK, that’s sothing to look forward to.
Zeng Xiaoqi imdiately lost her montum, and even Dou Wenjing, who had been ready to make so "fair comnts," was left speechless.
However, at that very mont, Director Shen uploaded a photo of a duck oven in the group:
"So, you think we lit up this oven just to warm our hands by the fire?"
TSK, TSK, TSK, a gathering with the sisters is much more interesting.
Dressed in a blue Mongolian robe, Chen Yan on the Hulun Great Grassland couldn’t help but scrunch up her nose as she looked at the ssage on her phone.
She had been planning to boast about the roasted lamb once it was ready, but little did she know that her brother-in-law had also made so barbecue. My bad! Since that’s the case, it’s ti to show off sothing you don’t have.
Chen Yan promptly sent a photo of herself sitting on a haystack in a Mongolian robe, with a seemingly endless, yellowing grassland in the distance. Without the sumr scenery of "wind blowing low grass and revealing sheep and cows," the dry yellow tones filled the photo with a majestic sense of vastness.
It’s a sensation you can’t get in Beijing.
After posting the picture, she sent another ssage in the group:
"Showing off with a photo, quick, complint . Whoever doesn’t will shrink a cup size."
To prevent her cousin from butting in again, Boss Chen directly brought out the big guns.
Sure enough, once she made her move, the group was flooded with praise.
Zeng·34B·Xiaoqi: Wow, the scenery here is so beautiful, Boss Chen’s outfit matches it perfectly, taking beauty to a new level.
Dou·32D·Wenjing: Boss Chen has a great figure; even in a Mongolian robe, you look curvy and stunning.
Shu·36C·Yun: The person is beautiful, and the scenery is beautiful. Everything is gorgeous.
Chen Yan grinned. A little threat, and suddenly they’re willing to speak the truth. How cheeky!
Just as she was about to respond, another ssage popped up in the group:
Shen·34E·Jiayue: PSSH. How gaudy. What a great landscape photo. Too bad, really.
The few people in front of the booth silently gave a thumbs up, giving the boss’s wife their tacit approval.
Big busts do co with a confidence boost. If I had a figure like the boss’s wife, I’d say the sa thing.
anwhile, Chen Yan simply skipped over the topic:
"I think everyone should change their group nicknas back. Otherwise, it’s too easy to feel body-conscious. Chatting shouldn’t lead to ntal exhaustion; that’s not good, don’t you think?"
Those who had just manually liked Shen Baobao’s comnt quickly concurred in the group.
Then, very conscientiously, they changed their group nicknas back.
After the fun and gas, everyone started discussing the content to be fild for the next day.
Zeng Xiaoqi, nibbling on chicken feet, said,
"Tonight when I get back, I’ll do a rough cut of the footage. If the video of Dundun eating at works out, we can post it as a warm-up, to stop the fans from constantly pestering us."
"Right, it’s ti to post sothing; dragging it on like this isn’t right."
"Today’s footage is perfect—the caring mother thinking of her child and the sweet, obedient little one. If we post that, it’ll make those netizens tornted by cats green with envy."
"I think they’ll be jealous of such a big villa and cry."
"No matter what, as long as they cry, it’s good."
"..."
At half-past six in the afternoon.
The friends gathered for dinner arrived one after another.
Lu Lu sat at Shen Jiayue’s table, ate so roast chicken, and drank a small bowl of Jade Soup. She was already half full by the ti the other guests were still arriving.
When Liang Hanwen arrived at the restaurant in the blind taxi driver’s new energy vehicle, most of the people were already there.
The so-called blind taxi driver wasn’t actually blind; he just liked wearing sunglasses. His friends called him Blindman, hence the online nickna.
His real na was Qi Dengke. He was tall and thin, and due to his years of running a rideshare service, his arms and face were tanned.
Accompanying them was Invisible Chicken Wings, a professional voiceover artist. This slightly plump girl had a sweet voice and an outgoing personality; she started joking with Liang Hanwen and Qi Dengke as soon as she got into the car.
Once at the restaurant, they were led up to the third floor by the staff.
Despite being repeatedly inford that there was an elevator, they remarkably chose to take the stairs in unison.
Qi Dengke acted like a tour guide, introducing everything about the restaurant. He had a vivid impression because he’d toured the place on opening day with an invitation, even checking every private room.
Entering the large private room upstairs, cold dishes were already served.
Apart from what they ordered, the restaurant added a few more marinated dishes and side dishes, rounding up to ten types of cold platters.
Drinks and beverages were centered on the table, with those driving sticking to non-alcoholic drinks and others drinking in moderation.
As soon as they sat down, Lu Lu spoke up,
"I just inquired in the kitchen. To welco us, Boss Lin has prepared roasted lamb ribs. And, worried there wouldn’t be enough for everyone, he’s made three whole racks."
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